"Arvo! Jani! Onni! Ritva! Get ready and come down for lunch, mom will be here any second." Father shouted from the dining room. Mom had attended the World Peace Council meeting and came very inspired and hopeful. Dad felt very content and proud after his morning violin practice when Sybelius himself had clapped to him from the Heaven's above. And us, kids, we had spent an ordinary day. We went to school, behaved well, we did our homework, we stayed quiet, unnoticed. We could have probably done much more then that, but it was not appropriate. Maybe later, when we grow up.
For Zoe and Art Odyssey who are for me unlimited source of the Ideas and Inspiration
"It is never late to have a happy childhood" I read somewhere...